It corresponds to Nolan’s clock tower in the real world. Jenkins has not forgotten that Miss Silver Flute mentioned last time that the clock tower is exactly where the readers of the rules of the deception are in the deception that she experienced.

　　 The distance was too far last time, and it was back to reality before I walked over, but this time, the clock tower was only one street away from Jenkins.

　　 Along the way, I once again encountered the monster that disappeared into soot after death. Jenkins tried his swordsmanship with him, and then killed it with a clean jump.

　　 After approaching the clock tower, I found that the citizen square under the clock tower was actually blank, like the situation in the church described by my own home and Miss Yindi. Then I thought of last year’s twin demons incident. At the end of the event, the gods were here to give the church benefactors. Captain Bincy said at the time that within six months of this square, the development of the magical ceremony and the display of the magical arts would be equivalent. Smooth, and will automatically expel creatures with evil powers.

　　 This is also good, at least better than the monsters roaming the square. It's just that the dilapidated clock tower could not be accessed from the door below. The door seemed to have been hit by a huge force, and it was completely stuck in the door frame and could not be pushed open. Blowing it up will cause nearby monsters to gather. Jenkins thought for a while and could only climb upward from the outside.

Chapter 1308 Chapter 1287 The Old Man on the Clock Tower

　　 This is a very difficult process. Although the tower is in dilapidated condition, leaving a lot of bumps on the outside for Jenkins to catch, but he has never received any climbing training.

Later, I thought of a good idea. First let the cat out and order it to board the window on the second floor of the clock tower. The cat immediately rushed up. Jenkins recorded its claw point, and then imitated the movement trajectory of chocolate. With the help of Cat’s Elegance, I also boarded the second floor.

　　 The second floor of the clock tower was full of blood and bones, and the center even made a bonfire with yellow bones. I don't know what happened here in the background story of the Doomsday Fantasyland.

　　 The upward stone staircase on the second floor can still be used, but every time Jenkins takes a step, Jenkins is worried that it will collapse. It should be said that the entire clock tower may collapse.

Going up, I saw the corpse of a man on the stairs. This corpse is different from the overall painting style of this apocalyptic world, because the clothes on his body are very new. Although it has been scratched with a few holes, I have a look. I know that he comes from the real world like Jenkins.

　　 distinguished the face, it seemed to be the same as someone encountered in the treacherous realm described by Miss Yindi. So I understood that the person who died here was most likely the cause of the influx of the forces of the treacherous realm into reality.

In a general slyland, if it is not entered for a long time or all the people who enter it die, it is just that some strange creations or creatures in the slyland appear in the material world; and this slyland has many kinds of exits, although Miss Silver Flute has come out, But her companion did not. The consequence was that the main body of the treacherous space overlapped with the real world in a parallel manner.

　　 "It seems I want to speed up."

　　 He wanted to collect the body of this poor man, but time did not allow him, so he could only move him to the closed first floor and picked up some rags and stones to cover the body.

　　 then continued upwards, except that at the corner of the stairs, he encountered a black spider-man with a woman's head crawling in from outside the window. The two used swords and claws to chop down for a while, and nothing more interesting happened.

　　 The top of the tower is right in front of you, but the stairs are cut off at the last moment. Jenkins didn't intend to crawl over from the window anymore, but put the cat into his arms, then backed up two steps, and jumped over.

　　 The palm of his hand climbed on the edge of the broken staircase, struggling to prop up his body, first pull the body up, and then lift one leg up and put it on the stone steps. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole body came to the top of the clock tower.

　　 The windows on the top floor are all sealed by wooden strips, even if the bright yellow strange moonlight shines through the cracks, the light is still very weak.

　　 Jenkins raised his hand and temporarily illuminated it with the fire of the gift, which was also convenient for an immediate counterattack if there was a danger, but he found that there was no one here, and the host of the treacherous world had obviously left.

The Eye of Reality scanned the surroundings. Jenkins climbed up the pillars and climbed up the beams, then climbed along the beams to the attic, and finally got down from the ladder to the back of the dial. An old man with his back on his back and watching the gears turn was right. Stand there.

　　 There is no doubt that this old man with silver-white hair is full of black aura. He turned his head when he heard the voice behind him, and Jenkins saw the face covered with black bumps.

　　 This face reminded him of the sesame sesame biscuits in his hometown, but when this look appeared on the face of the humanoid creature, Jenkins would inevitably feel sick.

　　 What made him even more disgusting was that those black bumps were not bumps at all, but eyes with too long eyelashes. When the old man really turned to Jenkins, those eyes kept closed to observe him.

　　 The old man raised his right hand and aimed at Jenkins. Jenkins subconsciously wanted to lift the sword and cut it over, but found that the palm of his hand was a mouth with a disgusting slender tongue.

　　 "I always think, when I get the opportunity to return to the material world, what kind of person the first intelligent life I encounter will be."

　　 The mouth makes such a sound, in the standard local language.

　　 "Is my appearance unexpected?"

　　 Jenkins didn't tell whether it was denying what he was.

　　 "I thought I would be a more mature, stable-looking middle-aged man with a face full of vicissitudes, wearing a special armor, full of weapons and potions, and coming to fight me as a mercenary of the church."

　　 "The times have changed. Except for wartime summons, all forms of mercenaries are illegal. Now is the age of peace, and there are not so many adventurers rushing around."

　　 Jenkins said so, looking at the opponent's shadow on the ground to observe the opponent's movements. After all, looking at this guy directly would make him very uncomfortable.

　　 "This is really a boring time..."

　　 The old man sighed and stopped speaking, until Jenkins couldn't help but he continued:

　　 "Stranger, since you can find this place, you naturally know the fact that I and this world overlap the real world together. Then, I really want to know, how do you plan to stop me?"

　　 "Use my sword to kill you."

　　 Jenkins shook the bone holy sword in his right hand.

　　 "Your sword looks sharp enough, but he can kill my body, but he can't kill the world."

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　 This is also what Jenkins is worried about. He doesn't know how the person in front of him is related to the world. Even if he could really kill the old trickster, the Doomsday Illusion would coincide with Nolan's progress step by step, and it might not stop.

　　 "You are now in trouble. You want to prevent the cities of the material world from coming to the end of the old days, so you need my help."

"But you are also facing trouble. I don't believe you stayed here deliberately. Think about it, when this doomsday city truly enters the material world, who is the first church that the church wants to deal with? If you do not go now, it means that you will not be able to go at all before this and reality truly overlap. You are also worried. When you see me appear, you must understand that the Orthodox Church has mastered the things here.

　　 I killed you, it may not end all this; if you kill me, once this overlaps with reality, you will definitely be in trouble. "

　　 Jenkins replied.

"Well said."

The tone of the palm of the mouth is still calm: "So we are all facing difficulties and we all need help. I wonder if you noticed it? Our purpose is actually not contradictory. You helped me leave this place in advance and enter the material world. I teach you to push How about the way to open this city?"

　　 "Do you think I will make a deal with something like you?"

　　 Jenkins mocked.

　　 "But you have no other choice. Only I know the deepest secret here. You can't stop this without cooperating with me."

Chapter 1309 The first thousand two hundred and eighty-eight chapters of the clock tower transaction

　　 "I can't save this without cooperating with you?"

　　 Jenkins said that in a tone that he thought to be sarcastic, but despite saying that, he took back his sword, showing that he didn't want to fight.

　　 "I have a very good fortune teller friend, maybe she can help me."

　　 "But which mortal dare to divination in such a world?"

　　 The mouth in the palm of his hand laughed, and Jenkins couldn't refute it.

　　 "So what do you need me to do, and what am I going to do for you?"

　　 Jenkins thought for a while, decided to give it a try first, he couldn't think of a better idea.

　　 "Like I said just now, you help me travel to the real world, and I teach you how to push it away. As for the specific details, I will tell you after you agree."

　　 "Then I agree."

　　 Jenkins answered casually.

　　 "Then sign the contract, any party who violates it will be punished."

　　 With a touch of the old man's lowered left hand in the air, a piece of old parchment floated towards Jenkins. The above is written in ancient words about the obligations and powers of both parties. Jenkins does not know that kind of words, but he can understand the meaning at a glance.

　　 He looked at the parchment with suspicious eyes, but he didn't move on. The old man became a little impatient and urged:

　　 "Since the demons came to the material world on a large scale, everyone who wants to sign a contract can't wait to crush the paper to find the hidden terms. Assure you, humans, there are no tricks on this paper."

　　 This is the truth, so Jenkins hesitated and signed Jenkins R. Williams. The other party naturally signed the name, but Jenkins couldn't recognize the strange letters, but he wrote them down secretly.

　　 Next is the time to obtain information. The old man admitted frankly that it is impossible to destroy this doomsday world. Mortals do not have the power to destroy space. So all that is needed now is to push it away. This requires Jenkins to hold five different ceremonies in Nolan in the material world and Nolan in the declining city at specific locations on different dates.

　　 When all these rituals are in effect, the overlap with Nolan will be suspended for at least 200 years. As for two hundred years later, the process can also be suspended again in this way.

　　 To help the elderly return to the material world, it is necessary to open a space tunnel in the real Nolan Bell Tower. But even if the two spaces are so closely connected now, the space tunnel is not easy to open.

　　 Fortunately, there are a large number of creatures from different apocalypses in the decaying Nolan. Hunting them will get a lot of useful materials.

"Every time I tell you a ritual location and ritual method, you will get some materials for me in this doomsday city. I will control the amount of materials each time. When the last location tells you, I can also get enough to open. The material of the space tunnel. What do you think of this?"

　　 The palm of the mouth proposed.

"Of course, but I still have some questions. First of all, the monsters I killed here don't seem to leave anything behind. Most of them turned into soot and floated away. Secondly, I can't get in and out here at will. ."

"I think the weak monsters you killed should all be soot creatures from the 10th Doomsday. The truth of that Doomsday was that the dwarf-led empire was too greedy to ask for energy from the ground, and it dug out Ancient plagues and plague-stricken lives will eventually become like that. But the materials I want you to obtain are space creatures from the 8th Doomsday, and those things will leave things behind when they die."

　　 "The tenth time... the eighth time..."

　　 Jenkins whispered.

"Mortal, these things are not something you can understand. You are my partner, so I don’t want you to die before completing the contract. I want to advise you, young people, it’s better if you don’t know some things. Both you and the world are good..."

　　 As for Jenkins's inability to enter and leave the world at will, the old man said that he was powerless. Now that the declining Nolan keeps getting closer to the real Nolan, those who are sensitive to space will be the first to be drawn in, and they will be kicked out because they are not the aboriginals of this world.

　　 If you want to come here from reality, you can only try your luck; if you want to leave here, you need to wait.

　　 "The closer this world is to the real world, the longer you can stay here. So mortals, your time is running out. Go and act."

　　 After speaking, he handed over to Jenkins the location and method of Nolan's first ceremony, as well as the location and approximate information of the space monsters needed.

　　 Jenkins left after thinking about it, and promised to come back soon. After jumping out of the window and coming to the square area below, he looked back at the clock tower standing in front of the moon:

　　 "Hmph, I really didn't tell the truth completely. But you really can't leave this clock tower, otherwise you won't use me to collect materials, then we will try to see who can win in the end."

　　 Because of something happened, Jenkins has a new reason to come to Nolan every day from now on. He needs to continuously enter this doomsday illusion, meet the needs of the elderly, and obtain the way to complete the next ceremony.

　　 This will be a long process, even before he leaves Luen and returns to Nolan, he may not be able to complete it, but it is all worthwhile.

When I returned to Luen, I almost missed dinner. Alexia was very curious about what Jenkins did today. After listening to what he said, he thought that his approach was basically correct, but he rashly signed an unfamiliar contract. It's too risky to name it.

　　 "It's okay, anyway, what I signed is not my real name."

　　 Jenkins said vaguely, and then began to ask the ladies about their itinerary today.

　　 As of now, it has been two weeks since Dolores and her siblings have been "ejected" from the palace. No one has seen their father during this period.

　　 And now, Dolores finally bought the guards from the palace and obtained the information inside the palace.

"My father didn't do anything. He handled government affairs in his bedroom every day and met with a few nobles and officials he trusted. I couldn't reach the doctor who treated him every day, so I am not very clear about his father's current physical condition. "

　　Salcy II blocked the palace with the most stringent means, and no one can guess what this man who is about to reach the end of his life wants to do. But thinking about it in a good direction, at least he did not lose his mind because of his physical condition and changed from a wise monarch to a tyrant. At present, he is only dealing with his children a little rough.

Chapter 1310 Chapter 1289 Nolan News

　　 After dinner, Jenkins bid farewell to the ladies and went to the Church of the Sage on the other side of the city alone. After explaining that he wanted to communicate with Nolan, the church immediately arranged for Jenkins to come to the [Bath of Delusion] ten minutes later.

　　 Because Nolan has not been notified in advance that there will be this conversation, Jenkins will suddenly appear in front of the person he thinks this time. He finally chose Miss Bevana instead of Daddy, because Miss Bevana is not like someone who will retaliate back after being frightened, but Daddy will definitely "repay" him with schoolwork.

　　 "Good evening, Miss Bevanna."

　　 The scene of the church office appeared in Jenkins's vision, which shows that Miss Bevanna is in the church. With his face floating in the air, he saw the woman behind the desk reading a novel. It was not a knight novel that was looked down upon by mainstream literature, but a detective novel. It seemed that Miss Bevanna's recent work was relatively leisurely.

　　 "Oh, good evening, Jenkins, I thought you would contact us in a few days."

　　 Hearing the sound, Miss Bevanna raised her head and saw Jenkins's face with water ripples appearing in the air. She clipped the bookmark made of leaves in the book, then closed the novel and set it aside, smiling at Jenkins:

　　 "How was Luen's vacation? Did you get along well with the princess?"

　　 "Do you know that too?"

　　 Jenkins said embarrassedly.

　　 "I also have friends in Luen, and the fact that you were invited by the princess to give a speech in Luen has already been published in the newspaper, which is today's evening paper."

　　 She got up and walked to the sofa, Jenkins's perspective moved with her movement. There was a stack of newspapers on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and Miss Bevanna showed Jenkins reports about him.

　　 Fortunately, the content of the report is mainly his speech, not the relationship with Dolores. Otherwise, how should he explain this to Britney after the headache comes back.

"My life in Ruen is very good, and the local diocese also takes care of me. I have not been assigned a job so far, and Ruen has been peaceful since the riot two weeks ago... Contact you this time, Actually, I want to ask, how is Nolan doing? Do I need to apply to return from Luen immediately?"

　　 He tried to show that he was worried about Nolan, rather than simply curious.

　　 "It's been a bit of trouble recently, but it's not very serious compared to the things before you left. Jenkins, don't show that expression. I am not suggesting that you are related to those things."

　　Speaking, Miss Bevanna picked up the yellowed paper that was pressed on the bottom of her desk. It's not that it is oxidized after being left for too long, but that the paper itself is such a color.

"First of all, it’s the tobacco issue. I heard that Luen also found something similar? In conjunction with the night watchman, we raided the tobacco workshop in the mining area a few days ago and captured a large number of production personnel. But those were ordinary people who were hired. , Not even a gifter. The good news is that this morning, the Mr. Twin Devil suddenly appeared in the workshop for some reason and collapsed half of the wall. We found a dark room under the wall. Some manuals and communication documents for making tobacco.

　　 It seems that Turin’s intelligence is correct. This incident is indeed related to the [Scent Appreciation Committee], and the tobacco production process involves blood sacrifices, and it is not a blood sacrifice to the false **** [Hovering Mist]. This matter is very important. "

This shows that there is a problem in the organization of the Scent Appreciation Committee. Although the committee is mostly followers of [Hovering Mist] and is considered to be a sect organization, it is actually a legal organization active in the market and has its own industry. Pay taxes legally, and other non-believers on the committee.

　　Since there was no oracle from the gods stating that the [Hovering Mist] had shifted to the evil gods’ camp, this shows that this matter was the result of the cooperation of some believers and outsiders. The church has contacted the sacrifices of the false **** [Hovering Mist] and asked them if they knew anything about tobacco.

"I don’t know if you’ve heard of it. The preliminary human test of the Church of All Things and Nature has been completed. From the data collected so far, those tobaccos are actually a source of pollution and pollute the souls of smokers. There are many possibilities for this purpose. At present, it is believed that the greatest possibility is to make sacrifices to pollute the souls of the smokers into what they need. At the same time, these souls are also unique because of the pollution and can be marked with a one-off ceremony."

　　 "Sacrifice?"